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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Unstated....


Come with me....


I might not say it. But listen.
I might not call you. But understand.

The enigmatic overtures of love are everywhere I look. One thing that trespass beauty,physicality and infatuation is the act of unsaid love. I believe in waves. They carry your message across.

The thoughts become clearer with each passing moment.
The mind once fogged, gets air of wisdom once reality dawns.
The visuals, which slowly leave the prejudices.
The heart, which ultimately beats in sync after beating faster.

'First sight love' might be an allegory to most but I feel it as one of the most important ingredient of a successful relationship ahead. And after that first incursion of eyeballs into the deep abyss of all excited heart veins, finally you yearn for that seclusion from one and all.
The perfect other, your soulmate,shin and shan,all of that comes to the frequency with which your heart resonates. Human heart is a personality within a personality. The ultimate thrill in love is to make other person beat in sync, with your harmony. There might be one thing or two things that you really share but that is enough to render you powerless to one another. Love is indispensability to other`s life. You don`t want to miss a moment of someone`s life.
Verbal acceptance of love is just the final step of a marathon. The real race is run by two hearts together, bound in love, excited by presence of one another, unsure of future and yet in a pleasant bliss of underlying and unstated feeling of love. Love grows. It’s a parasite that sucks your attention. It feeds on your senses and need to love.
The dreamy world of thoughts and remembrances gets hazier as time moves on. The sight & voice of a person which once was there, now absent gives/creates a longing in the senses. Notwithstanding a beautiful mistress in hindsight, mind creates chimerical situations one after another obeying the will of a beating heart. But when it is not about some info rather a person, mind creates a subliminal impression of that person buttressed often by imaginative and wishful aura around that relationship.
           Often getting back in touch reveals more than you have ever surmised. New frame of references gets created as you disregard your preconceived notions formed in one time frame & clears the state for a fresh beginning. The lesson here is that always float on the boundary that separated reality & romantic illusion. You never know when the one side will push you to the other.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Rocks of the mountain...


They were pebbles;
Green-red lables,
I turned stone,
Made no bones.

The weather clement;
Earth was savant,
Crevices cracked unbound,
thunder came again and sound.

Rocks of the mountain,
Clouds of the fountain,
Came down the sky,
no excuse,no why.

The dust settled,
those living rattled,
Rocks came down,
Mountains still home bound.

The vertigo was much,
But the fall was such,
The beauty increased,
All insecurity ceased.

We all are at the top,
Will come down in a hop,
Think of the rocks on the mountain,
Earth calls all,common or main.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

And they said I swam!!!




And they said I swam!!!

Taking turns,seconds counted me out,
                           Never got a chance,to whine or to shout!
Picking up the pieces always,laid battered to the ram,
                           Tide owned me,and they said "I swam!"

Writing few exams,I emptied my pot of luck,
                           When the real ride began,wheels sprayed on me only muck!
Friends were benign,always gave me the free lift,
                           Parents guessed too much,said "I have a god gift!".

Girls came few,I was a slow debonair,
                          Boy inside cried for help,soon lost on his hair!
The tag of "decent boy",a white elephant that eats too much,
                          The ego came all  in a caravan,now leaving on a single crutch!!

I rounded on the lethargy,drafted a new resolution,
                         Dreaming that afternoon,knew that was not the solution,
Cursed the heavens,for there were none to blame,
                         Every night was moonly shallow,every sun  brought me days all same.

Money matters! I learned when the windfall ceased!,
                        My life is stilla loan,every painful smile leased.
Carefree,I astutely wasted my all precious time,
                       Never mind! I still have a pen and my words still rhyme.

But thoughts are naughty companions,stick longer than the regular wife,
                        My legacy an uncut butter,my future a rusted knife!
Foretold was the fact aloof,infamy would be my only fame,
                       Dolphins only gave me the kind ride,and they said "I swam"!

Friday, April 6, 2012

Ride On!!!

Ride On!! 

For the long journey, I rode on...
For the small I always tarried...
And it was the home which I longed for...
For the houses were always storied...

Ride on! I said...
Ride on! They said!
What if the sun goes down and the moon never comes,
The rain splash heavy or the chills block the ear drums,

The spirit of the rider backs the black and outshines the silver,
For each turn brings the De-gama and wroughts the gulliver.
Nothing is in vain when you are tripping on the edge of knife,
This turn it is life and on the other it brings the eternal wife.

Ride on! The passing trees whispered!
Ride on! The bumps and the breakers gestured!

There are no rules, though you must create them,
Never look back, welcome those who left and came,
Truth and dare are two brothers, who come in pair,
Never veneer off the road, there’s nothing to despair.

Ride on! The aching heels commanded!
Ride on! The numb hands demanded!!

There will be journeys where the heart will burn and spirits deflate,
Just thump the engine and let the wheels gyrate...

Ride On!!!

Monday, February 27, 2012

Ah! The morning!!!



Ah! The morning!!!


First ray twinkled through the crevices,
My eyes welcomed the warmth,sleeping tired were my devices,.

Marigolds turned heads,birds chirped up the morning,
Wells sparkled the cold water ,winds whipped the yawning.

Hills rolled till the eyes could see,
Brooms of heaven,swept the land & tree.

Rays streaked while the clouds played hide and seek,
I felt blessed,I felt weak,felt overawed and meek.

For I snared beauty,I sensed the grand design,
Neither far was the sun to touch,neither to dive deep was the blue ravine.

What we learn or own today is not cared for in heavens,
Glory will be given,all to whether beggars or mavens.

Joy was never forever to see,the sun will set one day,
Revel,revel or wait for hours for the new ray.


Sunday, February 26, 2012

Morphed Insanity....


Morphed Insanity....

The eyes blank! a Pitless well staring at the afar light.No longing.Darkness meant nothing.Red spots streaking the lenght of the eyeballs as if everytime they shed tears,a thunderbolt came down,daring them! mocking them!!
No definition,no explaination!To eke out one,it haunts the burdened soul.Justice is now 'Just '-' Ice' on the eternal savage wounds.Leave it!Don`t talk about it.No vivid images as they once came,only flashes!flashes flying too fast to hurt.It might have been another lifetime,another sufferring,only for there was no pain.
Funny!Pain you escape,pain you detest,but little and almost inadvertantly you realize that only choice is to embrace it.More of a poison that needs willful drinking to be cured.My itch is now gone.Vanished!!
To think is to waste.Cease! Where are the boundaries,I feel none.The scope is suddenly on a huge canvass albeit without expectations.Dreams are such a reality now,they hardly stand out and surprise.But you think about me as a pitiful,woebegone,devoid of the pleasures that you set store your life by.I don`t think about you.Neither about anything.I don`t think.
Blank! Cosmic darkness.Just as it all started.With intermittent flashes ofcourse.Time waits,seconds hold their breath.Numbness find a new altar as it starts to rain.Drip!Drop!-Drip!Drop!The cresendo go from the chaos to being subtle and discernable.
Brain does register something,the heart has become illiterate.A speck of light,a clasp of thunder.God`s final act of opera.
The pores all stream open.The elements devour me;they made me, they had me.Fitting! I go cageless.
From one freedom to another.Eyes flicker,shadow does a final dance,muscles and veins cramp in delight.The 'ON' switch at last accepts the changing winds.
"As if..."